ngl, i want bakugo to ease into me reeeeaaallll slow, no prep bc i👏🏽am👏🏽WET👏🏽 from the THOUGHT. it’d be cute if he was worried about it but honestly just 🤫 do me a solid and give me something to limp about
mmf ♥︎ — fem!reader x katsuki bakugou!
There’s something to be said about the way you look right now.
It’s depraved, absolutely whorish. Knees folded and pressing into the mattress. Face planted against dingy bed sheets. Your pillows are knocked to the floor, your hands twisting in the sheets where the should be, like you’ll die if you don’t hold on tight enough—and God, with the way your heart thunders in the small of your chest, you just fucking might. A slight stretch tickles your back from where your spine is arched, hips pitched up in an effort to present the dripping, fluttering thing between your legs. An offering.
“What a fucking slut.”
You perk up when the fat, leaky tip of him comes pressing into your cunt—no warning, just a grunt that comes afterwards when your walls start to squeeze. Around nothing, essentially, but just the thought of having him here—heavy and hot and big inside of you—sends butterflies up your cunt.
“What’re ya clenching for?” One arm, thick and veiny, is propped next to your head. Katsuki’s such an overwhelming presence. Big all over—in height, stature, attitude. “Not even—grunt—inside’a’ya yet. Stop bein’ greedy.”
“Katshu,” your whining’s a little sloshed up ‘cause your cheek’s smushed against the mattress, but it’s the most comfortable position. “Put it in already..!”
You slip a hand down to your clit, then use your fingers to spread yourself for him, hoping it’ll open your pussy up and let him in deeper. “M’so empty,” you mewl, feeling slick wet your fingers. “S’so empty in here, Katshu, make it go away. Hurry uh-p.”
“You bossin’ me around?” Katsuki’s arm tenses next to your head. You can feel his other hand against the plump of your asscheek, brushing over the upper half of your thigh as he guides his piece of work of a dick inside of you.
“Why can’t you just be a good girl,” he grits out through his teeth. “Wouldn’t even let me prep you ‘cause you’re fucking dumb and—fu-hck.”
There’s a particular kind of sting that comes from bein’ split open on Katsuki’s cock.
It’s always so heavy and thick in the palms of your hands, always fills your little mouth up with ease—and trying to fit it all inside the hole between your legs is so much harder.
“So fucking—difficult,” he spits with a little venom. Just enough to get you to clench around him, get your little cunt to suck him up and in. His thumb rolls over your back as your head lolls over to rest against the arm next it, nuzzling your forehead against his knuckles. “You like when it hurts? Like when I make it fit?”
You inhale sharply as toe-curling zings of pain shoot through your body. There’s a constant fluttering in your cunt, in your gut. Katsuki bottoms out, and all of him curls over to surround you. His torso presses into you from behind, his hips gently forcing his dick inside of you. His head drops to your shoulder, and you feel warm breath caress your neck, hear all the little “fucks” that clumsily escape him.
“M’not—m’not difficult,” you argue, coherent thought just barely attainable. “Or—or dumb.” Your claim falls short when he bottoms out again, and the heaviness of his balls slamming against the tender skin of your cunt makes the most pathetic sound you’ve ever heard leave your own throat.
“Spread—spread your fucking legs more.” Calloused palms pull your legs apart and brings your hips back until your drippy pussy is flush with the base of his cock. He does it with so much ease, and he always does. Flips and folds you around whichever way he wants—it’s almost embarrassing how wet it makes you.
“I—I am!” The sheets rub mercilessly at your nipples, hard and sensitive, and sending rolls of electricity straight to your cunt. Your starting to get sensitive all over; everything is too much, not enough—pangs of something edging on pain ripple up from your hips as Katsuki eases himself forward, heavy palms slid up your back and pressing your shoulders down to the mattress to keep you still.
It’s messy. Your hole is starting to accommodate to him, sucking his cock as deep as he’ll give it, and the two of you can hear it. The lewd squelching sound your pussy makes when his dick sinks might make your body boil with humiliation if you weren’t already so hot. Katsuki’s so good at stirring your guts all up, at making your mouth drop all open and your eyes to roll up. You know you’ll be aching all over hours later—especially with no prep.
“Don’t wanna hear you fucking nag when you’re sore,” he scowls. “You hear me? Take it like a good girl since you’re takin’ it so good now.”
“Yes—yesh—ye—,” your voice vibrates with each slap, each whole body thrust Katsuki makes into your cunt. He’s too big. The stretch burns—but it’s so delicious. You feel so fucking good, all you and your greedy pussy can to is take it, take it, take it.
“‘tsuki,” you mewl, unable to stop the rush of cum that’s wrung from your cunt and spreads all over the thick cock inside of you.
“Are you cumming?” Katsuki rasps, astounded that your pussy suddenly becomes so much sloppier. His cock sinks in deeper, wrapped in slick, velvety walls that want nothing more than to milk all the cum from his balls. “You’re a fucking—m-menace.”
The lower half of your body arches more when his thrusts get a little faster. Katsuki’s name rolls off your tongue repeatedly, only interrupted by sharp gasps and high squeals and the raunchy sound of your pussy getting fucked open by a dick that’s obviously too big for it.
“Fucking sadist,” Katsuki continues to spill filth in your ear. “Want it to hurt? Fine, I’ll make it fucking hurt.”
You can feel him building the pressure between your legs all over again. He’s so big, drawfs you without even meaning to.
And the way he hits that gooey spot, the spot that makes your pussy drip and your eyes roll into the back of your head. Your thighs are trembling, your body is thrumming, the heavyweight pleasure of his dick slamming against something unbelievably sensitive inside of you titters along the sea-deep edge of overwhelming.
His hands dig into the fat of your hips, the plump of your thighs. “Say you love it when I fuck you like this.” It’s a command, an order.
Your lips part, tongue rolling over your bottom lip as the words fall from you so naturally. Absolutely effortless. “Love it when you—when you fuck me, Katsu. Love—love you. Love—mmf!”
“C’mere,” there’s a soft gruffness to Katsuki’s voice, meant to pull you back and anchor you. His palm slides almost lovingly over the curve of your back and up to your shoulder. He slithers his fingers under your chin and cups your jaw to bring your head back up. He gives your cheek a small love tap, not nearly heavy enough to hurt and just enough to refocus your eyes on the side profile of his pretty face.
“There she is,” the way he says, all throaty and deep and proud. Possessive. Your mouth waters. “My greedy fuckin’ girl.”
“You really are dumb, huh?” Katsuki slips his tongue against yours, moans hotly into your mouth while his cock stuffs you full, pounds it’s way to the tip of your pussy just to pull all the way out and start again. And all your aching cunt can do is weep for more, more, more.
“Makin’ a mess all over me like s’all you’re good for. Gonna put—,” his arms wrap around you, and as he sits up, he pulls you with him, thn flushes your back against his chest. Your arm reaches up to wrap around his neck. “Gonna put some babies in ya, princess. How’s that sound?”
“Hah?” He’s pressing you. Wants an answer. Needs to hear you beg for his cum like the sweet girl you are. “Want some little hero brats?”
Yes! But it’s so hard to articulate when half your brain is malfunctioning. Good dick will do that to ya—and Katsuki knows. You know he fucking knows—but still gripes when you don’t answer.
“I guess not, huh,” his thumb rubs along the column of your throat as his other arm keeps you against his chest, the pat, pat, pat of his hips bouncing against your ass is echoing around that empty little head of yours. “I’ll just splatter it all over your fuckin’ ass, then—,”
“No!” You tilt your chin up to rest the back of your head on his shoulders and your fingers tighten in his ash blond hair. You sound so frustrated, so impudent. ‘Cause you hate not getting your way and you hate when he won’t listen to you. “No, no, no—inside—put it inside, Katsuki!”
“Wanna have your babies,” you turn your head to pant into his ear and pull his head closer to your mouth so he can hear you, using your knees to flush your ass against his hips and take him deeper. “Give it—gimme your cum, pl—please.”
A fucking menace, Katsuki seethes, dick throbbing hotly in your sopping pussy for the final time before spitting half a ton of cum into your womb—just like you begged it to. Curses drip from his tongue, his teeth sink into your shoulder to stifle his grunts. Bakugou treats you like his personal cumdump and pours all his spunk right into your twitchy, little hole, whom of which is just so eager to swallow it all up.
Oh yeah, legs twitching from the intense pull of his abdomend and overwhelming flood of cum you took right out of him. You and that cunt are fucking dangerous. Katsuki would give you fucking anything if you asked for it like that.
